As a beautiful person, he became popular in the variety show and flirted with the villain

After Xiao Qiaoran expressed his embarrassment, he was like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Covering his chest, he didn't know what to do, and he didn't dare to look directly at the mirror in front of him.

He just put his ear against the door and listened for Wen Qing's movement outside.

Until the sound of footsteps gradually drifting away came from outside, Xiao Qiaoran became even more lost.

Even though Wen Qing didn't hesitate to talk to herself, did she still feel ashamed?
He didn't want to be so embarrassing, but he couldn't get out in this state, whether there were any clothes inside!

It's not that he's in bad shape, after all, he works out every day.

But only the chest is exposed...

It's really unsightly!
"Wen Qing... have you left?"

Xiao Qiaoran could no longer hear any movement outside the door, and asked in a panic.

He didn't hear any response from outside the house, he gradually slipped from the door and sat on the ground.

Holding her knees with her hands, her head hangs weakly, buried on her knees, with a sad expression on her face, half-closed her eyes, resisting the soreness in her heart, and said in a slightly hoarse voice with a slight tremor: "What should I do... "

The pink women's dress on her body made Xiao Qiaoran charming.

The soft wig is on the head, and the head is hanging down. If you don't look carefully, you will really think that a young girl is squatting on the ground, dazed and dejected.

Except for the more obvious Adam's apple, I can't see any violations.

"Isn't it? Xiao Qiaoran, are you hiding here and crying?"

Suddenly felt a shadow falling in front of him, and then remembered that long-lost sweet voice.

Wen Qing carefully squatted down in front of Xiao Qiaoran, and put the white undershirt she was holding on Xiao Qiaoran's body.

Wen Qing looked sideways at Xiao Qiaoran, and saw that his face was pale, and he looked weak and pitiful.

Wen Qing pushed Xiao Qiaoran with her hands, "Why is Xiao Qiaoran so fragile? Little crying bag?"

"When I found you a piece of clothing, you started to cry?"

When Xiao Qiaoran heard this, her body moved slightly, and then she buried herself in Wen Qing's arms, and a muffled voice sounded in her arms, "Wen Qing...don't push me away, okay?"

Wen Qing didn't put her hand on Xiao Qiaoran's back, but pushed it away.

"I said this is another price!"

Really!

She pushed it away!
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Netizens:

"Xiao Qiaoran: He pushed away right away!"

"Xiao Qiaoran: I haven't waited to complain?!"

"Xiao Qiaoran: This makes it hard for me to pretend!"

"Wen Qing, are you allergic to romance?"

"??? I thought there would be sugar hair, but I didn't expect it to be glass!"

"What, what? Just show me this?! What's going on! Wen Qing, you are definitely allergic to romance!"

"You coax him, you coax him, he is crying like this, if you don't coax him, you push him away! Ahhh! I hate! Wen Qing, you are a straight girl!"

"Is this a different price? Wen Qing, is it possible that you are going to ask for money for this dress! Wen Qing, have you lost money?!"

"Excuse me, how do you pay? I'll pay for you to hug him! I'll pay Wen Qing's money for you to hug him!! You hug him!"

"Shut up, what are you talking about! How dare you say that while Qi Mo is still here?! I support Wen Qing! Push him away, you must push him away!"

"Qi Mo: Do ​​you all think I'm dead?"

"Qi Mo: I don't talk, do you think I'm a fool?"

"Qi Mo: I cut my clothes for nothing?! Why are you so biased? I'm still here!!"

"Qi Mo: Who knows, family members, have you forgotten me by the Daming Lake?"

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Xiao Qiaoran seemed to be in disbelief, with tears still on his face, he stared blankly at Wen Qing in front of him, "Wen Qing...you?"

"This is another price! Xiao Qiao asked me to get you clothes, but didn't let you hug me!"

Wen Qing looked around nervously.

Because according to the logic of the plot, there should be Qi Mo at this time.

Wen Qing didn't want to have any misunderstandings with Qi Mo.

Indeed, I saw Qi Mo looking at Wen Qing coldly, and I don't know how long he stood there.

It was a little far away, and he couldn't see the emotion and expression in Qi Mo's eyes clearly.

Wen Qing hurriedly said to that side, "Qi Mo! I pushed him away!"

"I didn't hug him! Really, I didn't hug him!"

It's like... a cheating husband explaining something to his wife.

Although...Wen Qing didn't cheat, but suddenly it felt like that.

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Netizens:

"Wen Qing! Do you want to be so cowardly!"

"Wen Qing: Listen to my sophistry!"

"Wen Qing, you are so cowardly, making it difficult for me? Can you think about it a little bit? Are these two yours?! Such a beautiful woman, it's not good to have two at the beginning ?”

"Could you be bolder! Qi Mo hasn't said anything yet!"

"Help! Are you a strict husband?"

"This... I don't know what to say, Xiao Qiaoran, you have nothing to do! Let's just give up as soon as possible!"

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Qi Mo didn't say anything, but his eyes fell on the white dress that Wen Qing put on Xiao Qiaoran.

Following Qi Mo's line of sight, Wen Qing also saw the dress.

Wen Qing hurried forward and pulled off the dress again.

Xiao Qiaoran: ...

Who knows!He suddenly wanted to curse!

"Wen Qing, isn't that dress for me?"

Xiao Qiaoran forcefully squeezed out a few tears, blinked her eyes, and looked at Wen Qing expectantly.

Wen Qing didn't hold the dress in his hand, nor did he throw it away.

"Qi Mo...the one whose clothes are torn should be given to him?"

Wen Qing smiled slowly and looked at Qi Mo to discuss.

"Wen Qing? Just figure it out."

Qi Mo didn't seem to care at all, but the expression on his face was not the same.

Wen Qing: ...

So terrible, so terrible, so terrible!
What should she do?This dress is to give or not to give! ?

She shouldn't be here, she should be outside!
"Qi Mo, don't stand out here! You tore my clothes, why don't you let others wear them for me?"

"What a loss you have, who can compare to you!"

Xiao Qiaoran wished she could stand up and point at him and scold him, wished she could kick him again.

"Did I cut it!? Did you see it?"

"Is it inherently bad?"

"Yeah~"

Qi Mo raised his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, but his eyes were as thick as the night, as if they were dyed with ink that could not be melted away.

Xiao Qiao was trembling with anger, "Who else could it be if it wasn't you? The program crew is so busy, cut two holes in my clothes?"

Qi Mo spread his hands indifferently.

"Maybe~"

"You can't blame me like this. What should you do if you misunderstand others like this? Others think I am vicious. Xiao Qiaoran, how can you do this?"